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[Hook: Goulding]
I had a way
it all on my own
I had a then
But the has been overthrown
And I'm not now
The dark is too to beat
And I'm not up
The strength I need to me
You show the lights that stop me, turn to
You it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're
they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling
You show the lights that me, turn to stone
You shine it I'm alone

[Verse 1 - Fiasco]
So, what are you to stand for?
in the sky, I and I
2 new Vans on a for
Take back, make that 2 new shoes on the van floor
Me and my out on that road
On a never-back-down-from-my-stance
Touch more souls than a dance
While they touch less floors a hand or
fan or - wait, let me tell ya slower
Lift my fans up to the
And you'll never the floor
Now if Noah a rower
be there with my oar
Til we get back to the
Dad made me a
GI Joe to Cobras
Tryna FBI my
CIA my
my Carter
Illuminate my
they watching through that buckle
But I stay up on my
Turn belt back on they self
Now I watch them for help
Like Africa aid, or black women as maids
Uncover turn those maids to Bubba's mothers
Take the hero out the
Keep it real as trouble huh?
Or cartoon Martin on The Boondocks
Flip the script on who think their shit smells like perfume shops
them girls find beauty
Without a magazine or
She Delilah with them .45s and with that Uzi
Now I know contradiction
and needs in competition but
It's to stay on point with such extremes in opposition
we waiting on that compromise
Proceed with that eye
New gang alert: occupies
Repper 'til the of it
FnF, left of me
All my hate is for the fake for wrestling
Only I wrestle's when I'm wrestling with settling
Only way I settle if we over everything
I know that don't mix ecstasy and ketamine
Funny how I'm only if you never catch a thing
Argue with your friends over what really the record
Back and forth about its course, with professor's
Why he so rebellious? Up-front his realness?
wanna be fiascoes, reproduce his failures
Emperor is his alias, but not Marcus
This is more like Sparta: kick you a well, kid
And on my last check, I the NSX, just like Pharrell did
Well did, better doings to
My only promise is I'll ruin the young
never human the sung lyrics in a spirit that's
Superhuman to some, keep you the sum of
Slums, plus, get up out of them, plus, forget
where you from, plus
Make sure you ballin' you come back up in them, plus
We don't die, multiply, single come-up
Rum-pum-pum-pum..